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Summoning.

One of the rarest type of magician exist in the world. Who would able to underestimate summoning and ordering a mighty pheonix, or summoning an invincible dragon? Of course, none.

To master the path of summoning, only those born with an innate talent and strive to learn the path of summoning magic might be capable of achieving and master the powerful magic.

But not for Lyan Arcanium Evocatore. After succeeding defeating his lifetime quest of saving the human world by offering his life, the great incubus's wish of living freely got granted and he wakes up at a parallel world with 8 powerful spirits contracted with him and a summoning grimoire.

[The gods have granted you the Grimoire of Summoning: Creatures of Love]

[You're capable of obtaining the summonable monsters by having affectionate intercourse with your romantic interests]

[The Grimoire is chosen in consideration of the host's former occupation as an incubus]

"Intercourse!?"

But not only the grimoire, The other problem is...

-You are?
-Whoa... What with this weakling?
-It seems that you're my master, nice to meet you
-So you're the forementioned servant, huh!?
-B-Big bro! Y-You're the summoner!
-........
-Boy, you look delicious
-Um... Where exactly are we?

"How should I know!? And why the hell should I sleep with women in order to get my summonable monsters!?!?"

Follow the summoner Lyan as he collect monsters, get dragged into different kinds of war, became the greatest feudal lord, battling the goblin king, facing the dragon tribe, and opposing the evil god followers!

One of the King of Kings Series
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Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love

Lyan woke up to the gentle light of dawn filtering through the curtains. He blinked, adjusting to the soft morning glow, and found himself lying next to Belle. She was still asleep, her chest rising and falling rhythmically. He admired her serene beauty, the calmness of the moment a stark contrast to the chaos that had become their daily lives.

Next to Belle, Ravia, and Josephine were sprawled out, their exhausted bodies evidence of the passionate night they had all shared. Lyan smiled softly, the memories of their fervent session playing in his mind. He gently brushed a strand of hair from Belle's face, waking her with a tender touch.

"Good morning," Belle murmured, her eyes fluttering open. She smiled at him, her gaze warm and loving.

"Good morning," Lyan replied, his voice a low whisper. "Did you sleep well?"

Belle chuckled softly. "As well as I could, given how busy we were last night."

Lyan smirked. "Busy is an understatement."

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